Guitar Poem by Danielle Martens

Guitar



The thick, red pick
dances over strings,
tickling each to
entice sound.

Sunday, May 10, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: guitar,red
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sid John Gardner. 10 May 2009

Learning to play guitar at the moment.Finding U dint have enough fingers and those I have aint long enough. Sid xxx

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